‘You know how new hair grows in under old hair?’ I said to Neil through the bathroom wall. ‘Yeah?’ ‘Well, all my new hair is gray,’ I said. Before we headed off on our most recent road trip, I spent some time looking at myself in the mirror. I figured out some things. I should probably drink more water. I may start wearing some make up, all the time. But not really. Ah’m no bad, as they say over here.…
Isla’s at school and my coffee is half finished already. I want to say there’s a balmy breeze outside. But it’s just a breeze. Or fresh. Or a great big wind. You’d be forgiven for thinking it’s October. And I can’t believe it’s May. Today, I’m writing these words on the giant desk-top I like to call Truman Bubbles. If you’ve been hanging with me a while you may remember Coffee Gate and then Coffee Gate 2. The times my…
‘Mummy stay with me,’ Isla says after 67 books last night. We worked through a stack and then I had to drive backwards over some Lego to get to her bookcase. ‘Clean your room tomorrow, please.’ ‘OK’, she says. ‘Read Miss Messy again.’ Sometimes she lays in our bed for stories, and sometimes I squeeze into hers. If I don’t think I’ll get up again, I park beside her bed. She crawls into my lap, still. This kid. She’s…
And so, I was sitting with my Made of Awesome eating cheesecake and consulting the Oracle Google about options for my hen/bachelorette weekend. ‘But what do you want to doooo?’ she asked. ‘I don’t care. Surprise me. No Loch Ness cruises, please. And no pampering bullshit. But surprise me. Should we take a cocktail-mixing class? Or go back to Prague? New York? Surprise me, though. I don’t care.’ ‘How many people are we inviting?’ ‘Everyone. No one. Just us. Just send me…
I’m feeling nostalgic, and today I thought I’d take a trip down blog memory lane. For better or worse, but mostly better, I’ve been writing on Gin & Lemonade for 7 years and counting. I’ve travelled since I was 4 years old, but this blog began as a drunken idea I had in Italy when I was 25. After a frustrating but daresay um, an ultimately uplifting day of cobblestones and access issues followed by beautiful food and lots of…
